Noonday

Thursday, October 11, 2012

My Wonder

Good morning Dear Ones:

Well my eyes have dried up... kind of :) So now I can write the post I have been longing to write. We officially started our adoption journey on July 9th, 2007. That was 1,921 days ago or 5 years, 3 months and 1 day to be exact.

When I think about that I am blown away. I honestly thought in my head when we started with the country of Guatemala that it would be 9 months to a year and done. After we had finished our home study and turned our dossier in, I began to feel like we would not just bring 1 brown baby girl home but that there would be 2. I even had dreams about it. Noah also, without knowing my thoughts or dreams, had dreams that we would bring 2 girls home. When I told Eric about it , He just said "well if that's the case then God is going to have to do miracles because I don't even know how we are going to afford bringing 1 girl home."

I can still remember the deep pain and frustration when the country closed. I felt like a fool. I questioned how did I miss God? I thought I was doing what he wanted me to do and then the country was closed. Our money was gone and we were drowning in debt. There was no financial way possible to move on with international adoption so we started investigating private domestic adoption and quickly realized, that it too, was financially impossible. We were crushed.

Then in Early 2009, a friend of mine called me to tell me about a woman she knew that adopted her children through foster care and that it didn't cost her a penny to do so. I didn't know much about foster care except for the fact that it was risky. I got the lady's number from my friend and talked with her for over an hour that night. The next day I called different foster care agencies and found out that a new foster parent class was starting the next week. This was a glimmer of hope that our dream/call to adoption was not dead.

We finished our training in April 2009 and then once again we waited. Finally in June my phone rang and there was a little girl waiting for us in the NICU. She came home to us on June 9th. In some ways it was easier to finally have this precious flesh and blood little girl in my arms. To have a face to the dream. But in others a whole new level of difficulty arose. Weekly visitations with birth parents made us painfully aware that our hearts were in a place of vulnerability like never before.

I can remember the morning of August 10th very well. I was thinking how am I going to do this? It was too much risk. Too much was at stake. I asked God to give me strength that morning. I asked him for a wonder to confirm and help me endure what was before me. I am not kidding you, not even 10 minutes later my phone rang and it was DSS asking me if we would take in our Baby girls birth sister. I think my jaw literally dropped. I knew instantly that this was my second brown baby girl, that I had dreamed about. I told her I had to call and ask my husband. My heart pounded and my fingers fumbled as I quickly dialed his number and when I told him, he instantly without hesitation replied let's go get her.

From that moment on I knew we were on the right path. I didn't know how long it would take or even if it would end up as I was so desperately hoping that it would. God had confirmed it. He had given me my wonder.

It took three more years and many more tears after that day to get to adoption finalization. Whenever the road felt impossible to keep traveling God would remind me of that day and renew my strength to stay the course.

Thank you Father God that you do above and beyond what we could ever ask or think. You truly are the God of wonders.

4 comments:

This is so encouraging to read today. I struggle wit angry pessimism because hoping and praying hurt too much sometimes. God has a plan and even if it takes 1,921 days to get there he will get me there. Congratulations on your miraculous family!

Yes this message shows we dont know why sometimes until the journey is over. I know a little about the road you have been on and respect you so much for hanging in there and fighting for these girls !!! I love you all and will continue to pray that these sweet girls will be healed from any damage their birth mom caused. He can move the mountains it just sometimes seems like it takes a while.